This is a song about "Master yi"

Slumdog far apart any sub par

To click respond to your master carl

I kill beats and faggots and you're no rap master

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Fight the master and leave,

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Because back then i wasn't a master